Chapter 46 Was He Still Waiting
"What''s happening?" Bruce''s brow furrowed with concern.
On the other end of the line, Leah''s voice trembled with sadness. "I don''t know. The new CEO of Ford Group thinks I don''t fit the image anymore. Everything was set. We were supposed to sign the contract this afternoon,
and now I have nothing."
Bruce understood the significance of being the spokesperson for Ford Group, even without Leah''s exnation.
He had counted on her endorsement to elevate Ashton Group''s visibility. Who could have predicted that everything would unravel at thest moment due to the new CEO''s decision?
His expression darkened, but he spoke softly to reassure Leah. “It''s just an endorsement. Don''t lose hope. Something better wille along."
"But I''m really upset," Leah admitted, her voice heavy with disappointment.
"I''ve made reservations at your favorite restaurant for tonight. How about I pick you upter?” Bruce suggested.
"Really?" Leah''s voice brightened almost instantly, the glimmer of excitement cutting through her sadness. "That''s perfect! Let''s meet at Lonsong Restaurant tonight!"
"Sounds good."
After he hung up, his demeanor shifted. His gentle expression hardened into a steely resolve as he turned to his assistant. "I want a full report on the new CEO of Ford Group. Everything there is to know-right now."
"Yes, sir." The assistant nodded and left the office without hesitation.
Unaware of the storm brewing elsewhere, Corrine remained busy at her desk, poring over the documents
scattered before her.
Her phone buzzed, and the screen disyed an unknown number. She hesitated
for a second, frowning slightly before answering. "Hello?"
"Corrine, it''s Evelyn," came a familiar voice. "Can you hear me?"
Her eyes softened, a subtle smile ying at her lips. "Hello, Evelyn. How are you?"
"I''m fine-just the usual aches and pains thate with age," Evelyn said lightly. Then, her voice took on a motherly concern. "But what about you? I heard you''ve started a new position. Are you settling in alright?"
Though Evelyn didn''t borate on where she had heard the news, Corrine couldn''t help but think of Nate''s
striking face. The thought sent a soft flutter through her chest.
"I am," she replied, keeping her tone measured.
Evelyn let out a sympathetic sigh, her warmth evident even over the phone. "That''s good to hear, But remember, no matter how busy you are, your healthes first. It''ste-have you had anything to eat?”
Corrine froze for a moment. The thought of Nate waiting for her surfaced abruptly.
Was he already at the restaurant? Was he still waiting?
She took a slow breath, steadying herself. "Thank you for your concern. I''ll grab something after work. You take
care of yourself too."
Evelyn chuckled softly. "You''re so thoughtful, unlike Nate. That boy is so busy these days, I barely see him. He''s
not evening home for dinner again tonight. I wonder what''s keeping him so upied all the time."
Corrine''s heart gave a small, inexplicable ache at Evelyn''s casual mention of Nate. But Evelyn continued, her
tone light and content. "Anyway, I won''t keep you. Get back to work, dear."
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"Alright." Corrine ended the call, setting her phone down.
But when she turned back to the documents on her desk, she found she couldn''t focus. Her thoughts kept
drifting to Nate, and the possibility of him waiting for her gnawed at her mind.
Momentster, Natasha entered the room. Her sharp eyes caught the slight restlessness in Corrine''s demeanor.
"You seem distracted," she observed gently, setting a file down on the desk. "If you''re struggling to concentrate,
why not leave early and take a breather?"
Corrine looked up at Natasha, her lips pressing into a faint line as she weighed the suggestion. Finally, she
stood and grabbed her bag. "Let''s go home."
As the car drove through the city''s bustling streets, they passed the Lonsong Restaurant. Corrine''s gaze lingered
on the glowing sign, her thoughts swirling. On a sudden impulse, she spoke up. "Stop the car."